Billy whips out his Willie this morning, for a nice morning piss, in my front yard. He’s 77. Thank God we can’t see “it”. Billy’s morning piss
Are you superstitious? I mean really. Are you? When I was younger I used to buy into all the superstitions. Now, not so much. Except when my football team is…
Merry Christmas! The year is closing out on a bit of a different note. A couple of medical diagnosis have put quite the stress and strain on the Bump family…
Not just the Black onesAs I’m sitting here criss-cross-applesauce (dumb af) I’m contemplating many things “woke”. BLACK Friday?! Don’t ALL FRIDAYS MATTER? We’ve turned into such a strange world. Maybe…